The happy place

I inflated this tiny bubble of happiness, but for some reason, it burst.

I’d lighted a fire in the fireplace, and quietly I was having a beer in the kitchen, by the bar disk. Feeling at peace.

But then something happened? What went wrong ?

Is this just the ebb and flow of things? Did they moon cause this?

Are my humours out of balance?

I know, I think I know what it was

i thought of mother.